...but without all of the Romance of Seattle!
All this week, I have been unable to sleep. I have no idea what the problem is. Hubby says that I must be suffering from a guilty conscience, but I cannot think of a thing, of major importance, that should cause this much guilt. I go to bed but toss and find no solace there. My muscles ache and twitch, and pills do not help to relieve the discomfort. I do all of my daily chores, driving myself to get the work done that I have written on my to do list. You know how anal I am with my crazy lists; I simply love marking off the items as I do them. This morning found me doing laundry at 2 am. It is now 7, the laundry is finished, I have exercised for over an hour with weights, have read several posts that I missed yesterday, and am now writing about my woes.
There is one good thing about rising early--or should I say--staying up. I do so enjoy the progression of the sunrises. This morning the sky was adorned with beautiful shades of rose, pink, blues and soft grays. The woods in front of my house was partially covered with a haze that reminded of a luminous fence keeping all critters at bay. As morning pulled back her curtains(using a beautiful phrase from one of my friends), A dusty haze moved gently across the pond below my house. I thought of the dust bunnies that we many times might find in our own curtains. I guess that Mother Nature has her own that she must clean as we do.
I hope this finds all of you well and ready to have a wonderful Friday--the weekend cometh!